The vicious heroine’s journey of self-redemption

Yan Yang gathered his thoughts, quickly packed himself, and walked towards the study with heavy steps.

He took a deep breath to calm down and knocked lightly on the door.

A majestic voice sounded, "Please come in."

He entered the door respectfully, turned around and closed the door. Seeing his father lowering his head to deal with work matters, he did not disturb him.

After an hour.

Yan Zhixing seemed to have just remembered the existence of his son, and said in a low voice, "Why don't you talk? Sit down."

Yan Yang sat down respectfully, and said in a respectful tone, "When I first came in, I saw my father handling the documents so seriously, so I thought not to disturb him."

Yan Zhixing nodded with satisfaction, "Yes, very good. Then do you know why I came to you?"

He said modestly, "I know a little bit, but I don't know if it's what I know. I hope my father can explain it."

Yan Zhixing stood up with a smile, stretched his muscles, and asked with concern, "How are you doing at your new school recently? I heard that another girl has also transferred there? I heard that you and Xu Miao also visited a sick classmate together?"

Yan Yang immediately stood up and said respectfully, "Everything went well, there is nothing uncomfortable. Yes, there is a girl who transferred to this school, and she was my deskmate at the previous school. Yes, I went to see Xu Miao's school with them and Xu Sili." Deskmate."

Yan Zhixing said a little majestically, "Oh, yes? Then you must have a good relationship as tablemates before."

Yan Yang explained calmly, "She is just an ordinary classmate. I don't know why she entered this school, but it will not affect my plan and will promote the plan when necessary."

Yan Zhixing asked curiously, "Now that the plan has reached that stage, do you need my help?"

Yan Yang said proudly, "It's all within the plan without any help. The plan has now reached the final step and the results will be seen soon."

Yan Zhixing asked seriously, "When can I expect to see the results? You know, time waits for no one, time is money."

Yan Yang's cold and stern eyes darkened, "It's quick, the results will be there soon. Father, I hope you can relax for a few days. By then, you will definitely be able to achieve the results you want."

Yan Zhixing stared at the walnuts spinning in his hand, listened to his words, and said nonchalantly, "Do you still remember our original agreement? Since the time has expired, you have to pay the price. There is no such thing as a wasted lunch in the world."

Yan Yang's face suddenly changed, and he said with anxious eyes, "Father, this is a mistake. I can do it, but the time is delayed because of other problems."

Faced with his son's plea, Yan Zhixing said ruthlessly, "It's business."

Yan Yang's face turned pale, and the corners of his mouth twitched as he tried to explain but couldn't say anything.

Yan Zhixing sighed and said kindly, "But we are not just simple businessmen, we are also father and son. We can still talk about these things, provided that you still have the bargaining chip."

Yan Yang said anxiously, "Still."

Yan Zhixing pressed Yan Yang's shoulders with both hands, asked him to sit on the chair, and said softly to him, "Relax, you are too anxious to expose your trump card, and I can squeeze you hard when I see your trump card." Negotiating in shopping malls is a taboo, have you forgotten what you were taught before?”

He lowered his head in despair and said in shame, "I'm sorry, father, I did something wrong."

Yan Zhixing looked at him and burst into laughter.

Yan Yang raised his head in confusion, "Father?"

Yan Zhixing said to him helplessly, "Well, actually you have done well at this age, but you have not had much practical experience and lack of exercise. But I laughed because I thought you had become so naive. You were so smart before. What? I didn’t bring it today.”

Yan Yang was groggy and felt happy when he heard his father's praise for him. At the same time, he encouraged himself even more to break through himself.

He said excitedly, "I will work harder. Maybe it's because I got caught in the rain and my head is a little dizzy."

Yan Zhixing raised his hand and touched Yan Yang's forehead with concern, asking with concern.

"How long have you been unconscious? Are there any other reactions now?"

Yan Yang felt his father's patience and love for him and secretly clenched his fists. He was very happy and wished he could be sick and have him by his side at all times.

Yan Zhixing felt his palms were hot and felt that the situation was not good.

He pressed the mobile phone and called, "Housekeeper, Yan Yang is sick. Call the family doctor over. Come to the study and help him back to his room to rest."

When Yan Yang heard his father asking the housekeeper to send him back to his room, he was a little anxious and wanted to grab his father's hand. However, he suddenly thought of something and put down his raised hand.

Yan Yang stood up a little dizzy, and said calmly with a pale face, "Father, I can go back by myself. I don't need to ask the housekeeper to help me. You can just ask the doctor to go directly to my room. Don't let my mother know, she should worry." .”

Yan Zhixing looked at his strong son and said with concern, "Okay, I won't let your mother know, but I'm not worried about you. He will be here soon. You are sick now and are alone. There must be someone around to take care of you." You."

Yan Yang opened his mouth, not knowing what to say. He sat on the chair and looked at his father who was still caring about him just now. Now he was carefully reading the documents and the whole plan. He thought about his past and future for no reason.

I used to be quite naughty and mischievous when I was a child. My mother doted on me. No matter what I did, she would gently touch my head and say it's okay. Don't be afraid. It seems that the only time I disturbed me was in my father's study. He reads the document.

I wanted to attract my father's attention, because since I can remember, my father has been busy working non-stop and has rarely been with me. I deliberately messed up his files, and one of them fell to the ground. My father looked up when he heard the sound. He looked at me with an indescribable look, strange and careless, but also a bit majestic and disgusting. Although he didn't say anything about me, I still remember the look in his eyes, and he didn't come back for a long time after that. Pass the study room.

When I came here again, it was my father who noticed my talent.

He looked at me with satisfaction and said, "Yan Yang, you are indeed my son. He is very talented. Come to the study room after class and I will tutor you in business knowledge."

Yan Yang timidly said "Okay."

As soon as Yan Yang went out, he saw his excited mother hugging him, "Son, you are great, you are a genius, I am so happy."

Yan Yang didn't understand what was so exciting about this at the time. Later, the students' favor for the teacher and his father's sudden attention to him made him start to enjoy it all.

But now I look at my father as if he is a robot, struggling for his career all his life, and what about me? Do I want to be such a person? Can I really do this?